Lyrics Future Wicced - Ouija Macc, Lyte

Future Wicced - Ouija Macc, Lyte
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Future Wicced, artist - Ouija Macc. Album song Gutterwater, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Psychopathic
Song language: English

Future Wicced

Ay Ouija
(right now, right now)
Hol' up huh
Got the OG’s bouncing in this motherfucca right now
Feeling like the future of the wicced shit
Feeling like the future of the wicced shit
Feeling like the future of the wicced shit
To the fucc boys who acted like my family and held me out
Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch
Betcha feeling pretty stupid huh
Gotcha feeling like a stupid bitch
Got the young boys bouncing in this motherfucca right now
Looking like the future of the wicced shit
Looking like the future of the wicced shit
Looking like the future of the wicced shit
And my ex hoes who never saw potential — How you like me now?
Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch
Betcha feeling pretty stupid huh
Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch
Foe fifs to ya lips blow a little kiss (mmwah)
Long dicc but your bitch don’t deserve the shit
No paint on my face Ima murder shit
Told Violent J tell me what to hurt em' with?
Murderous, blood curdlin', ripped cartilage, all of this for all of this blood
on a bitch
Calling this the ballin' this now, follow this, venomous, from Hell I guess,
rebellious
Finally found my link (my link)
Finally found my link (my link)
I finally found my link (ohh)
Give a fucc what y’all think (hold up)
Pussy meet ya maker then it take ya where ya gotta go
Split ya noggan then I leave you smokin' like an auto-mo
Callin me on my name and I change this game and slice ya fucin' clothes
He was sleeping on me now I’m poppin' thats the way it goes (bitch)
Thats the way it goes (hah little bitch, turn up)
Point me to the people Ima speak the evil
Fucc who ever frontin' on me tell em I don’t need them neither
Homie crank the bass until it blow the muthafuccin speaker
Straightjacket on me mane I’m feeling like I’m Justin Bieber
Feel like Miley Cyrus
Feel like Miley Cyrus
Ima wrecking ball on anybody try us
You know where my knife is when its in your iris
Every juggalo computer got me like a fuccin' virus
Dirty demon in designer I don’t need a stylist
Put my baby in designer feeling like a stylist
Bloodstain Balmain got me feeling stylish
Laugh when I see brain got me feeling childish
Psychopathic in this bitch we the fuccin' wildest
Got the FBI tryna profile us
Got the ATF tryna profile us
Tell Trump go and see a gynecologist
Slaughter them, Slaughter them, fake like collegian
Cops can’t help you, no point calling them
All of them, All of them, must kill all of them
Stone Cold boomin' out the tomb like (?) *BOOM BOOM*
Buck Buck buck shot at them
Robbin' them pop four more (?)
(?) like shit now its on again
Die and perform The Gathering as a hologram
Finally found my link (my link)
Finally found my link (my link)
I finally found my link (ohh)
Give a fucc what y’all think (hold up)
You may never hear my music coming out the radio
CD’s, MP3's for the juggalos
Calling me on my name I change the game just like some fuccin' clothes
He was sleeping on me now I’m poppin' thats the way it goes
Got the OG’s bouncing in this motherfucca right now
Feeling like the future of the wicked shit
Feeling like the future of the wicked shit
Feeling like the future of the wicked shit
To the fucc boys who acted like my family and held me out
Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch
Betcha feeling pretty stupid huh
Gotcha feeling like a stupid bitch
Got the young boys bouncing in this motherfucca right now
Looking like the future of the wicked shit
Looking like the future of the wicked shit
Looking like the future of the wicked shit
And my ex hoes who never saw potential — How you like me now?
Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch
Betcha feeling pretty stupid huh
Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch
(?) and I love it
Alright til' I fall dead til the blood drip
Thug shit catch a slug quick
Haters suck dick
(?) get the plug bitch if ya drug sick
Now bloody in the thug pit got the club lit
Fuck a stud ho!
Won’t you let a jugga-lug hit
Scrub clique got your whole team bugging but it don’t mean nothing
Mean mugging something that you seen coming
Murder for food and I’m serving these fools
And I’m killing this shit and you heard of me too
And I vertically shoot out the burgundy coupe
Send them bust in your head you’ll need surgery (ughh)
So fuck with my team and I might go batshit
We are the future of Psychopathic
See why you mad brah look how I grabbed ya abracadabra like flow magic
Back in the day never saw my potential
We in the game and you stuck on that bench hoe
Slaughter them all and you still smell the stench though
Bouncing in this motherfucka wearing my trench coat
Got the OG’s bouncing in this motherfucca right now
Feeling like the future of the wicked shit
Feeling like the future of the wicked shit
Feeling like the future of the wicked shit
To the fucc boys who acted like my family and held me out
Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch
Betcha feeling pretty stupid huh
Gotcha feeling like a stupid bitch
Got the young boys bouncing in this motherfucca right now
Looking like the future of the wicked shit
Looking like the future of the wicked shit
Looking like the future of the wicked shit
And my ex hoes who never saw potential — How you like me now?
Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch
Betcha feeling pretty stupid huh
Betcha feeling like a stupid bitch

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